It's like waking from a dream The fog lifts, the frost melts Eyes opened to a world of fire Of glory, of opposites And revelation
It's like waking from a dream The fog lifts, the frost melts Eyes opened to a world of fire Of opposites, of glory And revelation
This is the first, but it will not be the last Beyond temptation, into action Renounce the old, embrace rejuvenation
I have not withered, but I have died From those ashes, I will arise
The second coming is the Antichrist
Cast a shadow over light And from the silence the trumpet sounds The walls of man will hold for awhile
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